Chastity: In BDSM, chastity is the practice in which a man, normally through the help of male chastity devices, willingly or unwillingly prevents himself from physically stimulating his penis (either through intercourse or masturbation) The locked: The individual giving up his right to control and use his penis for sexual enjoyment and release. Is not necess...
Chapter 8 The next morning Steve called Ralph. Rafferty listened to one side of the conversation. "Ralph, Steve." "Yeah, it was kind of a shock but thanks for getting it to me." "I appreciate it. I don't need much right now just some information. Do you have anything on where that video came from or who is getting the money?" "Well, can you email me the...
"Lisa meet Ben!" Amy announced excitedly. Lisa was a childhood friend, a single mum whose life was as tough and lonely as Amy's had been before she had met Ben. Now in her early forties, Lisa worked long shifts as a waitress and was constantly tired with sore feet and an aching back. She was dressed in a baggy white blouse and tan cotton trouser that were...
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
Back in the day, the crowd she ran with had various opinions on the girl's capabilities. Her female friends called her fashion sense luxuriant; the boys thought she was luscious, and her swim coach, a horny bastard pronounced her a "deluxe model... It was no wonder that these three "L" adjectives were shortened into the nickname Lux. And, since Lux never...
Ben pushed his face against the locker's metal grille, desperate to get one last look at Amy as she strode away. She had such a sexy walk with her swinging hips hugged by tight white cotton trousers. He could see the slight bulge of the keys in the back pocket as her body pulled the fabric one way then the other. He watched her dark hair flow behind her, des...
Ben had been in chastity for several years and always under Amy's control. Her fantasies and sexual urges had long since dictated his life. She was currently going through a phase of chaining his chastity cage to things. Often immoveable objects that left him continually aroused yet totally stuck and dependent on her. "Amy, Sweetie?" Ben called again. Com...
Amy returned to her flat and ran straight to her dirty laundry basket. She pulled out her orange gym shorts and unzipped the back pocket. The key! Why the hell hadn't she taken it with her to Ben's place? It had been an amazing evening, but it could have been so much better if she could have felt him inside her. At least he was hers for another day, still lo...
I was in a pub with a few friends, Molly amongst them. We had a long-lasting friendship, with, sometimes, benefits. Don't get me wrong - we were not in a permanent arrangement of this kind, but we sometimes would booty call each other. It lasted a few years but never when one or both of us were in relationships. We learned what we liked and we experimented t...